HMN-885

Another exhausting week of work has left me with no joy, and I'm on the last train home again. I notice a young woman in a school uniform sitting across from me. Is she coming from cram school, or something else? I catch a glimpse of her underwear as she shifts. I wonder if I'm staring too much, but then she looks at me and smiles. An unspoken invitation hangs in the air, and our illicit journey begins on the empty last train.